Wei Luo walked very slowly.

Suddenly, she didn't know what kind of attitude and face to use to face Su.

She lowered her head and wrenched her hands tightly together for a long time, until the maid called respectfully from the front, "It's here." ”

Arrived? So fast?

Wei Luo stood in place in a daze for a long time before slowly walking inside under the surprised gaze of the maid.

This was the side hall of a wooden courtyard, and as soon as Wei Luo entered, he saw a white figure.

This figure is very thin.

It was only a few days, and the figure was so emaciated that it could be blown away by the wind.

He was facing back to Wei Luo, staring out the screen window in a daze. The white robe, which was not wide, was worn on him empty. Cappella.

Looking at the thin and fragile figure, Wei Luo's heart was blocked in an instant.

She hurriedly lowered her head and blinked vigorously a few times, blinking the sourness in her eyes.

Then, she slowly walked behind the figure and knelt down on the table beside her.

She lowered her head and waved away the maids who wanted to grab the wine for her, and then waved away all the maids. She slowly poured the wine and let it gurgle into the bottle.

In the clear and pure sound of bubbling water, Wei Luo's ink jade eyes looked at it for a moment, as if time was stagnant, and it seemed that his mind was calm and calm.

At that moment, she heard a low, hoarse call, "Lo—"

The voice was extremely dry, hoarse, and weak.

Wei Luo slowly poured the wine down, and slowly looked up at him.

At this sight, she was startled.

Yoshinobu's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his jade white face was greatly reduced, as if he had aged several years.

His petal-like lips were chapped and parched, and his peach blossom eyes were full of tears, and he looked at Wei Luo and her infatuately, and his eyes were not instantaneous.

Wei Luo's heart was sour.

She looked up at him and exclaimed in a low voice, "Su, why is this so? ”

Her voice was also a little hoarse.

Yoshinobu-kun still looked at her stupidly, looking at her.

After staring at each other for a moment, he slowly withdrew two steps, and then, with his knees weakened, he knelt on the ground facing Wei Luo.

He actually knelt down to Wei Luo like this.

Wei Luo's lips trembled a few times, and after a while, she said in a low and bitter voice:

"Su, don't be sad."

As soon as her voice fell, Yoshinobu-kun fell to the ground, already whining, tears raining down.

His cry was deliberately suppressed in his low voice.

Wei Luo lowered his eyes.

Yoshinobu-kun's strong suppressed whimper made her feel uncomfortable.

She blinked, and blinked, pushing the astringency out of her eyes again.

Then, Wei Luo raised her head, she was still sitting on the collapse like this, she looked at Yi Xinjun, until his crying stopped, she said slowly: "Su, dignified husband, choose to bear it!" Even if the head is broken, it is only a scar the size of the bowl. Tears are precious, don't shed them. ”

Yoshinobu-kun's cry was silent.

He obviously never expected Wei Luo to say that.

Wei Luo stood up.

She slowly walked up to Yoshinobu-kun, and then knelt down.

Then, she held out her hands and held his trembling, thin shoulders that could easily break.

She caressed his shoulders gently, gently and soothingly, as if she were caressing one of her loved ones.

Wei Luo caressed him like this, and said in a low voice: "Su, I have complained about you。。。。。 ”

Her voice was soft, soft, and a little distant.

As soon as she said this, Yixinjun swallowed, and his head on the ground nodded again and again, and he said hoarsely: "I know." ”

Wei Luo smiled, a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "However, in such a troubled world, everyone is difficult, and it is difficult to do everything for each other if they are like mothers and sons." You and I are clinging to each other, like two lonely geese who meet by chance, gathered for warmth, how can you ask you to pay for me with your life, dignity, ancestry, faith, power, followers, all this? Su, you didn't do anything wrong, if you did so, you are not worthy of being called "Yixin Jun", and you are not worthy of your wise men and swordsmen, who will follow them with their lives and descendants. ”

Yoshinobu-kun's voice was completely mute, and he sobbed as he listened.

Wei Luo smiled.

The light in her dark jade eyes flowed, and her beautiful little face was calm and peaceful, "Su, let me go." This life has been decades in a blink of an eye. What has passed, whether it is right or wrong, painful or regretful, let it go. Let go of the past and let go of yourself. It is not easy for people to live.

When she said this, she couldn't help but withdraw her hand, looked up in a daze, turned her head to look at the gauze window, and looked at the blue sky and white clouds through the gauze window. At this time, a trace of bitterness welled up in her heart: How easy it is for me to say this, but why can't I let him go? Why can't you just forget about him altogether?

She turned her head sideways, staring distractedly at the sky outside.

Yoshinobu-kun, who was lying on the ground, slowly raised his head at this time, he opened his teary eyes and looked at Wei Luo who had become a statue in a daze.

Just by looking at Wei Luo like this, tears fell again.

He lowered his head and stuck a whimper in his throat.

After a long time, Yoshinobu-kun's hoarse and choked voice sounded in Wei Luo's ears, "Luo." ”

Wei Luo was startled, and woke up from her distraction, she turned her head and looked at the straight kneeling on the ground, petal one's lips pursed into a line, showing a bit of firmness in Yixinjun.

When Yi Xinjun met her gaze, he lowered his eyes slightly, avoided it, and continued: "Luo," his voice was low, faintly begging, "Will Gongzi Jingling pity you and pity you?" ”

This sentence, if it is a question, is not so much an expectation, a prayer, and he is praying. Spring.

Wei Luo looked at him, her long eyelashes fluttered, she smiled lowly, and replied in a dumb voice: "Su, don't you know me?" I don't care how he treats me, and I'll be fine. I won't let myself be miserable. ”

Hearing this, Yoshinobu-kun exhaled softly.

Slowly, he bowed his head again and knelt in front of Wei Luo again. Sister Laugh.

For a long time, his hoarse voice was low, weak, as if it was just a spring squirming, but it floated out with incomparably firmness, "I want to leave Linzi and return to the fiefdom." In the future, I will not marry any woman, not my second wife. I took only a few slaves and maidservants, and gave birth to offspring for me. Luo, if I had come alone at that time, I had nothing, would you allow me to see you? ”

His voice was too low, too low, so low that only two syllables squirmed between his lips, so low that he didn't even spit out a word. Therefore, even though Wei Luoer's strength is outstanding, he only heard the previous sentence.

He's leaving? Sister Laugh.

Wei Luo was stunned, looked at him in a daze, and after a while, she smiled brightly: "Good!" ”

After receiving her answer, Yoshinobu-kun nodded his head to the ground, and after saluting her, he slowly stood up.

He wrapped his hands between his sleeves, shrunk his weak shoulders, and slowly retreated as if he were overwhelmed by the cold wind.

He retreated to the door, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring at Wei Luo for a moment, until the door frame blocked the two of them, separating each other, and then he lowered his eyes, turned around and strode away.

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